Some things are better left unsaid, some poems are better left unread

I gave in, turned blind, got left behind

I realise it’s not hard to fake being kind

Don’t cheat on me, don’t lie

If you’ve had enough, please just say goodbye

Forever in denial

But what undoubtedly could have been

Would have been so much better

Than this something in between.

I wish you'd wanted me to go with you.



He wants to live like a hermit in a year. In Japan. When he started dating me he didn't change his mind. He didn't want me to come with him. He started doubting our relationship because I loved him enough to follow him everywhere.

I'm better than this.